The world
The world is so cruel
Always being judged and left uncool
Not the right color or weight or face
Not being good enough through time and space
If there is anything I would want to change
Is let us live without being called names
Let the sun rise as the earth spins
Hold my hand for we all have sinned
Change the cruelty and judgemental people
Why can't we all be equal
Not about the stuff we have or what we wear
But we are the same because we all are here
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